Imagines (5SOS and 1D)

About Last Night (M.C) PART 1

* The morning after the party *

YOUR POV

I woke up beside him and didn't stay.

I awoke to see him lay beside me and at first I thought nothing of it.

That was until I stepped out of the bed and noticed my lack of clothing.

I took a peek at him, and of course his clothes were nowhere to be seen.

I sat on the edge of the bed, thinking back to that night, trying to put together the missing puzzle pieces.

And then I remembered.

I remembered the heat, the passion and the love that was poured into that one night.

But then I remembered that all those feelings were only felt from me.

For him, it was just another night, another girl, another meaningless fuck.

And I didn't want to be just that, I wanted to be more.

As I pulled on my clothing that was scattered around the hotel room, more pieces were slotted into place.

And I began to feel utterly humiliated.

I remembered sobbing after it, literally shaking with sobs as I spilled every single feeling I'd ever had for him.

And I hoped he'd comfort me and tell me he felt the same, or at least make sure I knew I wasn't a complete fool.

He hadn't.

He'd smiled at me with his drunk, sleepy smile and told me to shush and just come to bed.

He passed out as I'd calmed down and crawled in beside him.

I'd snuggled up to his body anyway and slept in his arms as I'd cried myself to sleep.

And that's how I'd left it.

I hadn't explained myself when I was finally sober.

I hadn't apologised for crying and making things awkward.

I'd just left.

I had gone.

And I wasn't going back.

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